The royal sedan chair proceeded along the road towards the General's Manor. Inside the sedan, Grand Tutor Wu held the imperial decree in his hand, his fair complexion lacking the typical masculinity, revealing a sinister intent deep down in his bones.

Ha, it seems like Pu Yangzheng is only starting to regain a little bit of strength now, isn't it too late to go against him? Does the emperor really think he's a fool?

Wu Gonggong is the person who understands the Emperor the most. As a prominent figure by the Emperor's side and the chief steward of the Inner Affairs Office, he is adept at reading people's expressions and words. Countless lives have been lost within the palace without his knowledge.

Wu Gonggong didn't find anything inappropriate about Puyang Zheng's matter. This is just the Emperor's way of doing things, being cautious in advance. There is no Emperor who is not suspicious; today, the Emperor summoning him to declare an edict is the best proof of that.

-The emperor does not believe in Puyang Zheng.

Except for the ignorant commoners and the dizzy-headed prime minister, it seems like everyone could see that redeeming Xiaojian was just an act of Puyang Zheng's delaying tactics.

"Steward, we have arrived at the General's Residence," the servant announced.

A chilling smile suddenly curved the corners of the deep red lips. The soft voice, as if suppressed, sounded even sharper than that of a woman, saying, "Go and report."

The servant who received the order quickly went to report. In a short while, the steward of the general's mansion led a group of people over, standing in a row respectfully to welcome Wu Gonggong.

Wu Gonggong, who walked down, put on a fake smile on his face. His thin and sharp voice revealed a sense of familiarity: "I apologize for my sudden arrival, General. I hope I didn't disturb you..." Looking around, he pretended to be surprised and asked, "Oh? Could it be that the General is not at home?"

"The general is still in the study. I will immediately send someone to inform him..."

"No need!"

As soon as the words fell, the voice of Minister Wu resounded once again.

"It's not right for this old servant to come, how can General specially come out to meet this old servant? Or should the steward bring this old servant to the front of the chamber and then report it?"

"This..."

"What? Are you still causing trouble for the butler?"

"...Ah, no no no, please follow this servant over here, Lord."

As servants, the butler still has to show even more deference to Mr. Wu.

Leading Wu Gonggong, they arrived at the courtyard of Pu Yangzheng's study. Both his chambers and Qi Yan's chambers were in this courtyard... Although it was unclear whether it was good or bad for Wu Gonggong to see Qi Yan, this was all unavoidable.

The steward felt that something was not quite right as soon as he entered the courtyard.

The servants who were supposed to be serving here have all disappeared.

Walking further into the deep, moaning gasps emanated from the left chamber, causing some servants' cheeks to flush.

It was a man's voice, seductive and pleasing to the ear, accompanied by another man's hoarse growl.

Others may not know, but old man Wu knows exactly what that sound is.

The passionate voices belonged to two men.

The study is a sacred place. Besides the general, who else dares to do such a thing in the general's residence?

His originally small eyes instantly narrowed, concealing a flicker of doubt in their depths.

The butler seemed a bit uneasy. He awkwardly turned around and glanced at Wu Gonggong. He saw Wu Gonggong nod slightly and point to the other officials behind him, who were holding the imperial edict. This meant that there was no time to waste.

The butler, with a stiff scalp, walked towards the left wing of the house and gave a knock on the door. "General, Minister Wu from the imperial palace has arrived."

"Let him wait!"

Behind each heavy panting came the muffled roar of Puyang Zheng, filled with suppressed anger.

Next, there came the sound of a series of rhythmic slaps from inside the cabin. Each one followed swiftly after the other, occasionally accompanied by hushed words like "gently" and "slow down," and the suppressed sound of singing.

Until now, Wu Gonggong began to doubt his previous thoughts.

Is this Pu Yangzheng, the little servant who has casually redeemed himself to solve urgent matters?

To say that he was not doted on? He resided in the prestigious manor, within the courtyard of the study. During the day, he dismissed the eunuch sent by the emperor, only to satisfy his own desires, or followed the unpredictable path like a pawn on the chessboard...

Wu Gonggong felt that he couldn't quite see through the General's mansion, which usually lacked any activity.